Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

breaking his arm and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action

offense was with

had given the order, but he had never shown any intention of attacking

down, thrown him away,

jaw

deep breath. 'With that display, fewer people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when they try to attack me, and they won't

actions were right. It

he had bought and began

choice,' he repeated to

the rhythmic strokes of the knife continued, Shang continued to repeat the same

but when he felt

saw blood dripping down

touched his jaw, but it had already fully

hadn't even noticed that he had cut himself while shaving, and

that it cuts my skin while shaving. I should be more careful in the future,' Shang thought

his hands before leaving the

the building and looked

from earlier was gone, and the students were back to

many people were looking at Shang, and the few that did either averted their gazes quickly or

like nothing

world. If something like that had happened on Earth, the

world, it

building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They mostly focused on

introduced a more accurate measure of time, which were clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just schedule things based on the position of the

example, they could have two meetings

Additionally, the definition of afternoon was

of that, Mages used clocks while warriors used the position of the sun normally, but since this academy was very sophisticated and also

was also the name of the weekday beside the clock. The academy knew that warriors often forgot the time while they were fully

will start soon. I've been stuck on the techniques, and I

bigger training fields. The core lesson for the